You wake up in a blank white room. No doors, no windows not even a bed.

You notice as you sit up the dull ache of your body. Your hard sensitive nipples aching to be touched. Straining against your thin shirt. Your swollen pussy lips brushing against your silky panties with each movement.

It's like you've edged all week but you don't remember.

Somehow, a copy of your mind ends up in the hands of One of 9lives processors.